Wes was nervous and also excited. He was about to mate his beautiful angel, Dawn. He was happy to see the Omegas had strewn white and red rose petals all over the room and bed. There was a tray with chocolate covered strawberries on the bed and a bucket on a stand with champagne and two flutes on a tiny table next to it. The lights were dim and there were candles lit all around the room.
“It's so beautiful in here,” Dawn whispered.
“Not as beautiful as you are, Angel.” She blushed and he found it delightful.
“Dawn, I am going to be honest with you, I’ve never done this before. I have never even kissed a girl that wasn’t on the head or cheek.”
“You’ve kissed other girls on the head or cheek?” She asked. Her brow was furrowed.
“No, just you and Farrah, my mother, your mother, a
